I recently found out Zoe is pregnant.
I’m not exactly sure how, since I watch her like a hawk constantly. Well, I mean I do know how, I just don’t know when it could have happened.
But it did.
I have mixed feelings.
I can’t help but smile whenever I feel them kicking, poking, or squirming in there. It invokes that part of me I thought died.
But invoking that part of me has also been triggering as hell and I can feel myself fighting to fracture and self-destruct.
I’m trying to focus on the positive.
Also: puppies are cute!